Freedom Poem by prince raymond

We were in the battlefieldin a perplexed soil
Bathed in heat and sweat and stink
We stirred tried to talk in resonance
A cool callused hand touched our mouths
There quieting our mumbles and subsided into silence
We know we had killed the treacherous enemy
But it had also nearly killed us
Our face was alive with pains
Venom ran through our veins
And set our flesh afire
Here our masters would see their ways clear
To giving us freedom now
How could they deny it?
We had killed the beast that had killed us
No not us we weren’t from the underworld
We were merely a race of negrescent
And now the tribe would have to reward us
Because the reward we craved was freedom
The reward we demanded was freedom
Gods of Valhalla would they give it to us at last?
Our lips were parched we licked them
Tried to wet them and found our mouth too dry
All of us were left to dry
Till a cool hands with dampened cloth
Bathed our faces our neck
Our chest dipped to belly and paused
We had an indrawn breath. Ife!
Through closed eyes we summoned for her
A bellibonewith black hair
Ife! Was attributable to us
The pride of our race
This vision- Ife! Waveredfaded
And renewed only it wasn’t Ife!
Who had given us manhood and dignity
Who had argued for our indisputable freedom
Who had told us to go when we had fairly won it
This time it was Ife! Who had rescued
The negrescent from the battlefield
And brought us back among the living
And older fatter Ife! Broad of face
Greyingof hair now a widow
Still a woman of enduring strengthand courage
Do we have any warm enemy left?
They are dead gone to grave